This is day 9 of my 30-day writing challenge. I write every day to gain clarity. To rediscover my voice. To inspire. And bring value. I don’t edit so pardon my mistakes. Thanks for reading.
This article Top Five Regrets Of The Dying has been shared on social networks many times..
And as you might have noticed I am in the mood lately for everything that truly matters … Maybe it’s because I am rediscovering all over again what living authentically is all about. Or maybe because I never truly knew what it is about and now I want to finally get it. I really do.
So I want to think about regrets. Regrets that I might have at the end of my life.
I want to get specific. I want to make a long list. Not just abstract and poetic “I would regret that I didn’t live my purpose” kind of regrets. But all of them or as much as I can think of. Because that’s what will make it real. And that’s what will make me to actually take action. It’s all about taking action, right?
Here it goes. I am going to do a stream of consciousness here.
I will regret:
If I didn’t cuddle with my babies enough while they were little and still wanted to cuddle with me.
If I bought art for my home instead of making it myself and with my kids.
If I didn’t say I love you enough to the people I love–my husband, my mom and my sister.
If I didn’t have enough ecstatic sex with my husband.
If I rushed too much through life always focused on the next goal instead of fully taking in what was in front me – the present moment.
If I let fear to stop me from doing what I wanted to do.
If I didn’t connect with like-minded people.
If I didn’t learn to be patient and accepting with my kids. And my mom. And my husband.
If I didn’t do enough creative fun stuff with my kids.
If I worried too much. About money. And clean house. And being perfect.
If I didn’t travel enough with my husband and my kids.
If I didn’t spend enough time in the nature appreciating it’s beauty.
If I didn’t have enough celebrations with the whole family.
If I focused too much on correcting what I thought my kids were doing wrong. Instead of teaching them to love themselves and accept themselves. And teaching them that everything is progress and that change is a good thing and mistakes is a good thing.
If I didn’t pursue my ideas and inspirations. Wasn’t bold enough. Didn’t allow myself to dream big and start big projects.
If I didn’t light candles and cuddled with my husband every evening.
If I didn’t learn about myself everything I could. And didn’t explore all my passions and interests.
If I spend more time in my head. Than in my heart.
If I allowed my worry about opinions of others influence my decisions.
If I didn’t let my children to be silly and play in the puddles and get dirty and jump on the couches.
If I didn’t make myself feel good and sexy and inspired every day. It so easy to do, all I need is to consciously remember to do it.
If I didn’t live in a constant state of appreciation inspired by beauty and possibility around me.
To be continued…
What will you regret? Make your long list. Make it specific. Clarity is in specifics.
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Writing from Barnes and Nobles today. With my sleeping baby. And magazines about crafting and design and everything that makes our life more colorful.
